Spoon

I was thinking of you in that yellow dress…

No, scratch that. Maybe that's where it started, but…

I was thinking of you and me, cuddled under a pile of blankets, now that it's getting properly cold out at night. The bare skin of your back against my chest, your hair tickling my nose, my free arm wrapped around you, the other pinned uncomfortably beneath us (but that's ok, it's worth it)…

Our legs, touching here and there… perhaps one of your ankles resting atop my lower leg…

And you can feel against your perfect bottom just exactly why I'm unable to sleep.

Turning your head toward me you start to whisper “didn't we already…”

“Shhh…” I interrupt you with a kiss, “Go to sleep, my love. It's ok, I'm just dreaming of what we just did…”

“If you say so…” you say as you give me another kiss before turning back away, then push back against me with a little bit of a wiggle, “getting comfortable” but knowing just exactly what that thing of yours does to me…

“Unless…” I whisper.

And you roll around to face me, look right into my eyes and say “Unless what, mister?” as you reach your hand down to find what's waiting for you… your fingers' icy cold grip sending electric shocks shooting straight through my entire body as your lips find mine, both of our eyes still open, locked together as we stare into each other's souls, falling in love all over again.

Pulling back, you look at me with your most mischievous grin. “You're incorrigible.”

“Oh? Or do you mean insatiable?” I roll onto my back and lift you onto me, your beautiful eyes half-lidded as you grip me once again, this time the electric shocks resulting from an incredible warmth…

You lean down to kiss me, our lips pressed together until the need for air becomes overwhelming.

And we move together as one…

Until you finally collapse against me, your head resting on my chest. Breath, heavy… dare I say… huffin' and puffin'…

Then, finally… when our hearts slow to an almost normal pace… you look up, kiss the bottom of my chin. You roll off of me as you say “Ok, now go to sleep, you” before turning to your side.

And I gather you up once again in a spoon…

And the cycle begins anew.

But… this time…

I know you've got that long commute ahead of you in the morning…

So, I whisper in your ear…

Goodnight, my love.

I love you.

Yours,
♒️